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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A man she 'd met online, however one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named Stefan.
The weeks leading up to the journey were filled with anticipation. Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. He had sent her pictures, and she had admired his toned body and the mischievous sparkle in his eye. Their interactions had been easy going and flirtatious, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A high, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello there Stefan, begun in. It's nice to lastly meet you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.
Stefan walked in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him wander with confidence around her short-term home.
"I hope it's to your preference. I really desired whatever to be best for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice soothing and deep.
Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and took pleasure in each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun lastly disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's take a walk along the beach," he suggested with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.
After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown yearnings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their mutual needs increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly guided Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
As the very first light of day started to creep into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.
And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what might happen when you took a chance on something unidentified, just to find the supreme pleasure that life had to use.
Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.
With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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